Chapter 92

It is estimated that the resentment before his death was too heavy or there were other unknown reasons, Shen Xiaoyu has not stepped into the Yellow Spring to reincarnate in the five years since his death, but continues to wander in the world.

According to the information that Gu Ming got at hand, not only the people who stayed in the 207 dormitory were victimized by Shen Xiaoyu, but the man who failed her during her lifetime was also forced into delirium by Shen Xiaoyu, and finally committed suicide by jumping off the building.

If she said so, Shen Xiaoyu's heart knot should also be untied, why did she still refuse to be reincarnated, could it be that she really sank into the ghost path and became murderous.

Among the four people in the bedroom, only Tang Song and Han Xiang had an intuitive feeling of Shen Xiaoyu's cultivation, and in Tang Song's feelings, Shen Xiaoyu's cultivation after turning into a ghost was even stronger than the original blood shark. But after the ghost baby was subdued, he was sure that he and Han Xiang would definitely be able to subdue Shen Xiaoyu if they joined forces.

"Fatty, what are you doing, you don't have thoughts about female ghosts, do you!" Gu Ming looked at Sun Buer looking at a stack of photos of Shen Xiaoyu before his death, and suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Well, you don't understand. As the saying goes, lust and courage can cover the sky, and I take advantage of this moment to be careless. her, and I won't be cowardly when she comes. Saying that, Sun Buer took out another photo of Shen Xiaoyu, this is an artistic photo taken by her before her death, wearing a pink cheongsam, and the slit on the thigh is particularly high, which makes Shen Xiaoyu's jade legs more slender.

Gu Ming showed a disgusted expression on his face, and was just about to make a sarcastic remark against Sun Buer, but Han Xiang spoke first: "What Sun Buer said is not unreasonable. This is the same as my pig-killing knife, a cowardly person can force back the yin qi on the evil ghost with a body of anger. Not only that, in ancient times, some generals who killed countless people and Confucian scholars who read poetry and books were also able to deter evil spirits with their murderous and righteous energy. ”

Gu Ming smiled and said: "So Sun Bu'er looks at these photos now, maybe when he sees Shen Xiaoyu, he will reflexively rise up and suppress the other party with his yang energy." ”

The four of them stayed in the dormitory all morning, but they hadn't come up with a reasonable plan yet, so they simply put Shen Xiaoyu's matter aside.

Han Xiang said: "You were ghosted yesterday, and now you will inevitably have some yin qi on your body. In my opinion, we should find a Taoist temple or temple near the school in the afternoon, and then go out shopping, and by the way, we can rely on the incense inside to drive away the dirt on our bodies. ”

There was a lot of support for the proposal. As a local, Gu Ming didn't need to search for Taoist temples or temples nearby, so he patted his thigh and said, "I know that there is a Xiangji Temple not far from here, which has always been very lively and has a good scenery." ”.

The Xiangji Temple in Xizi City was built in the Northern Song Dynasty and has a history of more than 1,000 years. Although incense is far less vigorous today than it was in ancient times, there are still many pilgrims.

Tang Song and the others walked around the temple, worshiped a few Bodhisattvas decently, and had a meal near the wing, and the time passed quietly.

After the four of them came out of the Xiangji Temple, the sun had sunk in the west, and the sky was so bright that the stone pagoda in front of the temple gate was golden.

"The most beautiful is my aunt's red, warm and calm." Sun Buer looked up at Yunxia with a mysterious smile on his face.

The heat has receded, and there are more people walking on the street, especially near Xiangji Temple, because there is a large square vacant, and the vendors who set up stalls at this time have also begun to shout hard.

"Eh, there are a lot of fortune tellers." Gu Ming found that three or four of the ten stalls on the side of the road were fortune-tellers for people.

Tang Song said: "The people who come to the temple to offer incense also believe in Yi Xue's numerology, and these people are sure that their business will not be too bad when they set up stalls here." ”

These fortune tellers are not like those traders who buy and sell snacks and antiques, they sit on their benches one by one, neither shouting nor like the ones often seen in TV dramas, when they see a person walking in front of them, they will suddenly rush forward and point to each other's face and say: "This little brother, seeing that your Yintang is black, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future!" Come on, come on, the old man is destined to count a hexagram for you for free today, and it should be regarded as making a friend. ”

These fortune tellers near Xiangji Temple are all sitting on the stools one by one at this time, some are knocking melon seeds and looking at the thread-bound books, some are leaning on the willow tree behind them to take a nap, and some are holding old-fashioned cigarette sticks in their hands and smoking dry cigarettes.

In short, the more this is the case, the more it will give people in the past an illusion of being a superior person in the world, and once this concept is generated in the customer's mind, the next thing is to make money or something.

Sun Buer was quite curious about fortune-telling, and pointed to one of the men and said, "Otherwise, let's also go and calculate a hexagram." ”

The person Sun Buer pointed to was very different from other fortune tellers, most of the people in this line of work were some elderly people, but the fortune teller in front of him was a young man who was at most thirty years old in casual clothes, and he was still playing with his mobile phone and digging his nose when Tang Song and the four looked at him.

But because of this, his stall is the coldest. In the mood of coming out to play, Tang Song and the four of them also came to this man together according to Sun Buer's wishes.

The man didn't notice the four of them at first playing with his phone, and he didn't raise his head until Tang Song coughed dryly.

"Yo, are a few classmates here for fortune telling?" Seeing this, the man immediately took out a small white flag from his baggage and planted it on the stall, straightened his waist and said: "I don't look at face and palmistry, and I don't count hexagrams, I can only measure words." Measure words, measure words, do not measure marriage, do not measure career, only measure life and death. ”

"Measure a word for 100 yuan."

The fortune teller was tinkering with his little flag as he spoke, and when he finished speaking, the little white cloth flag stood diagonally on his stall.

There are three scribbled brush characters on the book - Pingyang Gong.

Gu Ming's heart was full of disdain when he saw the arrogant appearance of this Pingyang duke, and he smiled and said: "Yo, other fortune tellers are not only proficient in easy learning, but they only charge thirty yuan for one fortune telling, and you don't know anything and dare to say that you charge a hundred yuan." ”

The man who called himself Pingyang Gong raised his eyebrows and said, "What is called nothing, didn't Lao Tzu say that I can measure words?" Well, if you don't know what you want, you will pull it down. ”

Saying that, Pingyang Gong lowered his head again and played with his mobile phone.

Gu Ming was angry when he heard this, took out four red tickets from his wallet and slapped them on Pingyang Gong's table and said, "I'll give out these four hundred yuan today, if you kid can't calculate it, don't think about swaggering in Xizi City in the future." ”

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